Excuse My French

I don't know what you must be on You walked in like the Aga Khan Did you fly in on a jet? Win a million dollar bet? So let me get my good shoes on I wanna follow in the same old steps (uh-huh) Where you waltz around like you're the best (uh-huh) Where your garden blooms in May But it's snowing every day 'Cause you have everything you want You must be (you must be) The Houdini in my life But you can't see (you can't see) I could never be your wife 'Cause I'm still a lady No, I'm not some wench That falls for your lines I'm not on the fence Your routine is fading Boy, I could use a wrench I know my words won't fail me Please excuse my French (Pardonnez-moi) Today you think you're Erol Flynn Sharing stories where you think you've been (where you've been) Your style must be grand (grand), without a passport stamp Can't you see the twister that you're in? (I'm in a twister) Why drown inside a sea of words? You're going under, now you won't get heard So just give it a rest This time your more is less You're going solo in this dream But you must be (you must be) The Houdini in my life (the Houdini in my life) But you can't see (but you can't see) I could never be your wife 'Cause I'm still a lady No, I'm not some wench That falls for your lines I'm not on the fence Your routine is fading Boy, I could use a wrench I know my words won't fail me Please excuse my French (Pardonnez-moi)